Mama is sick with a bad cold. Like the kind of cold that used to kill people- shoot this one may do me in. I just keep getting worse and worse.
Papa is on duty. That means that there is only me and this virus and the kids in the house-for 24 hours. Lord help us all.
Liam has surgery tomorrow. Ev needs to be schooled. Everyone needs to eat.
I want to claw my face off. The kids are bored.
The cat is bored and out of tuna.
The house is a wreck.
I think I will just go sit on the couch and mouth breathe and hope for a coma.
If the coma doesn't happen, I guess I will make lunch and feel sorry for myself for having to do it.
Come on coma!
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